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I ran into my TARDIS and slammed the door, Breathing hard from all the running I'd just done.

"Open up and get back out here you coward!" A deep voice yelled from outside the door to my TARDIS. "I won that bracelet fairly, so pay up. I glanced down at my metal bracelet from my place leaning against the locked door.

It was a dark metal and was thin in width but covered my wrist. it had a few Gallifreyan star point diamonds in it and had my name written in Gallifreyan.

I looked back at the door and smirked, flicking my brown almost bangs out of my eyes. "Come in here and take it!" I yelled back at him. He slammed his fist on the door. The hit shook the door violently. Dang, the slitheen were big.

I ran to the console flicking the necessary switches and joysticks, hit a few buttons and I was off. The TARDIS shook and I fell to the floor, quickly getting up and checking the trajectory among other things.

I fell back into my wheely chair and slid over to the nearest railing, holding on for dear life as the TARDIS made a strange noise. it was a sort of a creek then an explosion. I felt it crash to the ground as smoke billowed from the console.

I quickly got up and brushed myself off. I needed to wear this trench coat more often, it's dark maroon coloring made it not even look dirty. I also wore jeans and a white shirt, along with two silver hearts on chains around my neck, each entangling in the other and one bigger than the latter.

I took my sonic from it's place on a holder I had made for the console and held it out toward the console, the little silver device making a buzzing noise as I flicked the switch and scanned the smoking TARDIS.

The readings weren't good, the TARDIS was dieing. It was so old I had expected it at one point, just not this soon.

I flipped a few switches and pushed the biggest blue button I could find, racing around my TARDIS, trying to save it. Suddenly, all the lights went off and a dying buzz came from the big machine as it died.

"No, no, no..." I mumbled and practically punched the buttons, switches, and joysticks on the control panel, trying to make it do something, anything. But it did nothing, the opposite I wanted to hear from Wilma.

Yes, her name is Wilma and she wants you to respect her life choices. Actually, My brother picked out the name.

The TARDIS was dead, and I just had to hope I was on Earth, because I doubt that I would get a ride from an angry Centauran if I had landed on the wrong planet.

I walked cautiously over to the door and, before opening it, tied my hair up in a high ponytail.

I opened the door with a creek, peeking out the door. Thank god, I was on Earth. People bustled down the avenue that I had landed on, a street corner, across from a bus stop which people were standing at. One glanced at me, her stare blank and cold. She had a suit on and short red hair with pointy glasses perched on her birdlike nose. She had a briefcase in one hand and a steaming coffee in the other. Why the heck was she staring at my like that for?

Suddenly and car came down the road, passing in front of her. I rubbed my eyes in astonishment, trying to figure out if I had just really seen that.

She was gone, disappeared as if she had just stuck to the side of that car. I watched it drive away, turning on the corner and showing me that she wasn't sticking to the other side of it. Where did she go?

I shook my head, maybe I was just seeing things.

I turned around, looking longingly at the old TARDIS that had traveled with me for all these years. The Chameleon Circuit had disguised it as a telephone booth, the glass making it look as if it were a normal phone booth, instead of alien tech. I closed the door and locked it, shoving the key in my pocket and, dragging my eyes away from the now red machine, walked down the road, getting my bearings.

First thing I had to do, figure out what year it was.

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